"Your Majesty, I want to leave Beiwudang and go to another place I like to live. As for Hong'er... you can take him back to Pingcheng."

Emperor Hongwen was beaten hard by someone.

But he didn't feel angry or resentful, just fear and sorrow for no reason. Because, he suddenly thought of the old man with silver-gray hair - a man!

Even the man who didn't have time to see clearly—

He didn't know why he thought of this person. It was obviously not harmful or hindered, but why did he think of him?

Is he harmless?

Is it his powerful aura?

Is it a plain voice like Fangfei?

Is it the weakness and compromise he has never seen before?

"Your Majesty, I'm so tired!"

He was shocked.

She never showed such fatigue and vulnerability.

He hugged her shoulders and used a little effort. He realized that the thin shoulders and the haggardness of his whole body. The years have never been forgiven for the desolation of time - why did he always think that she was only 18 years old?

Why do I always think it was the 18-year-old girl who was energetic and barefoot, running through the green grass?

"Fangfei!"

His voice gently called in her ears. It was so tender, full of speechless regret and concern, and cherishment. This was the first time he knew about her fragility.

Her head was pressed against his shoulders, without any hiding. It was the first time she had approached him so close to him, as if she was leaning on a solid wall - she had thought that in this life, she would never have such feelings again.

So the long-term Cold War, confrontation, disputes, differences in political views...especially the differences in political views, separated the two in principle.

His Xianbei aristocratic consciousness, her reforming great power consciousness... are not fundamental, but fundamentally the understanding and struggle for power! In order to better serve his political ideals, everyone has a sharp dagger hidden in their hearts. This is no longer a conflict between men and women, but a mutual cooperation and struggle between politicians.

Without cooperation, the reforms in the North would not be successful; however, it is impossible to cooperate forever, and struggle is inevitable. Therefore, the two broke up, Li Yi's tragic death, and the tragic death of two Persian cats - that terrible poison.

Fangfei sighed. Over the years, she and him have never made such an open and honest statement.

"Your Majesty, I've been very tired every day over the years... Sometimes, it's not because of the late emperor, but because of your pressure. I don't know when it started, but I'm actually guarding you..."

His chin rested on her hair, hugging her gently, his heart slashed.

Why aren't you the same?

He has been desperate since Honger fell ill and refused to return to Pingcheng.

The concubines got pregnant and had children one by one. Every time, he would come to Beiwudang to report the good news with great fanfare. There was always a strange thought in his heart: would she be jealous, would she be very jealous, would she be crazy, would she be noisy, would she cry?

How I hope she is like an ordinary woman - a jealous woman and a shrew.

That means her care.

But, she didn't.

She never.

Every time, she has fulfilled her duty as a "grandmother", rewarding her as much as she should, doing whatever she should, being indifferent and generous.

However, under the calmness, my heart is moving further and further.

Later on, it was completely irreversible.

Empress Feng is absolutely impossible to become Empress Feng.

Even if the Xianbei people are open, no matter how hard they "marry their father to die", they will not be able to marry a son; even if they remarry Wang Zhaojun, the son of Da Shanyu, will not be able to be able to.

Empress Dowager Feng, not Wang Zhaojun.

Emperor Hongwen was not the son of the Great Shanyu.

The increasingly powerful northern country has been fully Chineseized, especially in recent years, the rise of Imperial College and the implementation of the equal-field system have completely changed most of the people to Chinese, and even princes and grandchildren have received thorough Chinese education.

Empress Feng can never become Empress Feng.

The best period was completely missed in everyone's chronic tug-of-war.

Emperor Hongwen hugged her shoulders tightly, and between the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, he found that he was old - he was ten times older than her.

A couple in youth, a partner in old age.

But, this partner is leaving too.

"Hong'er is already old and sensible now. He won't cry even if he returns to Pingcheng with you. You can take him away..."

This is the best solution. Hong'er followed him, the prince of a country, and his father favored him, no matter how bad he was, he would be nowhere near.

She thought for a long time and could only choose this only way.

An empress dowager cannot easily deprive the prince of his rights because it concerns the interests of too many people. Today, Hong'er is no longer just his son, he is the hope of too many people.

It is the hope of the entire Hanchen group, the hope of Li Chong, Taoist Master Tongling and others; it is even the hope of Emperor Hongwen.

I don’t have that much power to cut off all these relationships.

You can only cut off yourself.

Emperor Hongwen's voice was very difficult and a little erratic: "Fangfei, where do you want to go?"

"I actually have no certain plan. I just want to take a few people and take a walk around. Over the years, I have been staying in Beiwudang, feeling too cramped and my vision can't be opened. I want to go out and see what the Southern Dynasty was like, or even what Rouran was like..."

She suddenly remembered Andrey, her former friend, and her only friend of Girls' Generation.

Where is him? Where is he?

The answer to her was Emperor Hongwen: "Roran Country has grown stronger in recent years. Andrei led people to Luoyang, but when he found that it was not possible, he moved back to the grassland and occupied the grassland thousands of miles away from the north... He could not enter Luoyang..."

She nodded: "Of course he can't do it! I knew he couldn't go to Luoyang, and he won't do it forever."

"Why?"

"Because Rouran has no idea of ​​Chineseization at all. Except for Andrei, others are more stubborn than Xianbei nobles, and they can't even understand Chinese. Moreover, without any decent civil officials, they cannot change their nomadic life... Therefore, it is impossible for them to encircle Luoyang as their grazing base, and it is not suitable."

Now Empress Dowager Feng has the right to say such things.

Emperor Hongwen listened carefully and asked her: "You said, will we travel to the north? Will we really be able to enter Luoyang one day?"

She paused for a moment and suddenly laughed: "This is the wish of the late emperor."

Emperor Hongwen also smiled: "Yes, my father really hoped to make us go south to Luoyang during his lifetime."

"Luoyang has been the capital of kings since ancient times. Humanities, royalty, economy, and politics are all first-class. But I don't know if it works in my lifetime. Maybe, hope is on Honger..."

If it were the past, Emperor Hongwen would be angry if she said this. However, today, he was not angry at all, but thought seriously: "Indeed, we have not been able to reach that economic level in ten or eight years. Perhaps, Li Chong and others will give Honger more methods to govern the country."

"Yes, if you continue like this, you will."

She felt a little tired and her voice became weaker.

Emperor Hongwen helped her lie down.

At this moment, she was lying on the bed, almost lying in his arms.

There was no slightest shyness, no anger, and no complaints.

Just glanced at him, even his eyes were weak: "Your Majesty, I want to leave here... I will leave when I get better... This will be good for all of us."

The political enemy left, and the imperial power was truly supreme.

Isn't it a one-time solution?

Emperor Hongwen did not answer.

Because he didn't know how to answer.

Why not argue?

When she woke up, she should have argued with herself in anger, didn't she?

why not?

Why is it like showing weakness, such a counterattack?

There is a kind of counterattack behind weakness, which is even stronger. Emperor Hongwen even felt that he was unarmed and had no power to fight back.

Just like a person who has been completely disarmed and deprived of weapons, he can only watch others take a big knife and slash hard on you.

But there is no blood, only invisible pain.

His voice was very gentle: "Fangfei, don't say anything, don't think about anything. When you are done, we will find a way, okay?"

She really didn't speak anymore, and didn't even struggle, and still lay softly in his arms.

After such a long time, Emperor Hongwen was stranded in Cining Palace all day and night. Outsiders don’t know, don’t she know? But, just like a person who just live a mediocre life, he is too lazy to even fight. Let him, let him everything.

The lights went out and there was darkness around them.

He hugged her gently in the darkness. He listened to her slight breathing and felt sweet, unspeakable sweetness and happiness. These days seem to be the best years in his life.

What people fear most is not to lose forever, but to have it again after losing it.

Then, who can give up?
To be continued...